My readers most likely know of Skrillex, the off-beat scenester turned mega-award winning DJ. He popped out of a heavy gothic catacomb straight into the limelight.
What shocked me was not his sound. What shocked me was the veracity and speed of women embracing his style and behaviors. I now have a solidified belief that women are parasitic to the point that they need to hijack male entity to align it with the female imperative.
Whereas everyone was praising how unique the sound is, I scratched my head. In a world of rapidly advancing technology, it kinda makes sense that the next iterations of everything are technologically processed.
Take an earlier unrelated example: the 1969 moon landing. Landing on the moon is certainly ‘unique,’ but considering the massive social and financial investment at the time, what seemed to be a unique event was in reality the next step on the then-current trajectory. (As a postscript, the zeitgeist didn’t embrace the subsequent lunar missions.)
Returning to Skrillex, his music was simply the next step in the trajectory. Which leads me to the crux of this post’s theory: women are obsessed with the next step in the trajectory.